Growing Pains
Momma tell me, is it true,
Does the world make you blue?
Little boys, aint little boys,
And little girls leave their toys.
Daddy, daddy is it true,
Is the world cold and cruel?
Are we leaving you someday,
To no longer run and play?
If thats what getting old will bring,
Then, in my heart, is growing pain...
Does the world make you blue?
Little boys, aint little boys,
And little girls leave their toys.
Daddy, daddy is it true,
Is the world cold and cruel?
Are we leaving you someday,
To no longer run and play?
If thats what getting old will bring,
Then, in my heart, is growing pain...
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